Riskin' It All (LP Version) Lyrics

In a heavy-metal box
Where I was kept when I was little
It had locks on both ends
And a food tray in the middleI could smell my fans
But I couldn't hear them shout
So I did a lot of thinking
And this is what it's all aboutHow much trouble can you make?
And how much shit can you take?Riskin' it all
Yeah, you kill yourself for peanuts
Riskin' it all
Under the metal-law but I will notRiskin' it all
With rock 'n' roll in mind but still
Riskin' it all
Don't need no average savage to kill my willThe choice between light and shade
Are out, beyond the bizarre
I mean, why waste an outfit
Among strangers in a bar?You see it when I'm drunk
I'm an original punkRiskin' it all

Yeah, you kill yourself for peanuts
Riskin' it all
Under the metal-law but I will notRiskin' it all
With rock 'n' roll in mind but still
Riskin' it all
Don't need no average savage to kill my willRiskin' it all
Yeah, you kill yourself for peanuts
Riskin' it all
Under the metal-law but I will notRiskin' it all
With rock 'n' roll in mind but still
Riskin' it all
Don't need no average savage to kill my will
Songwriters
Binzer Jesper; Jensen Peter Lundholm; Pedersen Stig (dk 2); Binzer Jacob ArildPublished by
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